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In a deep well, reflections on reading Haruki Murakami’s Wind-up Bird Chronicle
It is a rare writer who can combine the spectra of recent history in its full horror, the dreams of love, and the mysteries of the soul. So is Monsieur Murakami. The Wind-up Bird Chronicle was...
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#FiveSentenceFiction: Envy
The moon appeared, a moody silvery face half masked by grey clouds, just above the trees. The young woman moved slowly through the quiet house: it was still early, perhaps before seven in the old clock...
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#WritersWednesday: Blank Page, a reflection on Gustave #Flaubert
I read that Gustave Flaubert thought the “Communeux” – the revolutionaries who fought the losing battle of the Paris Commune in 1871, and got massacred – had wanted to “return to the Middle Ages”. Yet...
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Pale criminals, a reading of Berlin Noir by Philip Kerr
Bernhardt Günther is a tough guy, a survivor of the trenches of the Great War, a cop, a man who loves women, and his city, Faust’s metropolis, Berlin in the 30s. In March Violets – evoking the cynical...
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Of Thanatos, Ansky’s Notebook and a City in the Desert, a #reading of “2666”...
“Jesus is the masterpiece. The thieves are minor works. Why are they there? Not to frame the crucifixion, as some innocent souls believe, but to hide it.” 2066 “Now what sea is this you have crossed,...
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T-Rain, and a girl named Zula: a reading of Neal Stephenson’s Reamde #amreading
“Every other thing that he had done for the company – networking with money launderers, stringing Ethernet cable, recruiting fantasy authors, managing Pluto – could be done better and more cheaply by...
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A reading of Seveneves
Seveneves, a novel by Neal Stephenson From times immemorial, we have dreamed about it, painted it on caves walls, written fiction and speculations, prayed for it not to happen: it is mankind’s common...
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The people Marcel loves are people in motion. Like Albertine - always speeding off somewhere on a bike, on a train, in a car, on a horse or flown out of the window; like Marcel's mother, perpetually on...
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A walk in a park, and a reading of Vasily Grossman inspired those lines. There is the city by the wide river, beyond it there is only the immense steppe, to the sea. There was a turning point, they...
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There are nights when his imagination runs wild. As time passes, those get less frequent, but, if anything, more vivid. Some of the material, and characters, reappear from earlier episodes of his life,...
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